The scenery of Jiangnan is the most charming. Before he knew it, Chen Ang has been staying in the Chanhe Village for two months. He reads and practices martial arts every day, and looks very leisurely, as if he is fully immersed in the mystery of martial arts. He doesn't even care about the two little girls from the Murong family who secretly escaped.

If everyone hadn't known it in their hearts, it would be difficult to connect the Forbidden Martial Arts Hall, which had caused bloody storms in the martial arts world in the south of the Yangtze River, with the now indifferent young scholar. Who would have believed that Governor Chen, who is famous in the world, would be dressed as a student who is devout to study?

"Brother Chen, please let Miss Wang go!" Duan Yu ran over hurriedly and begged as soon as he saw Chen Ang, "Although Miss Wang has some kinship with Mr. Murong, I can guarantee that she definitely does not know the Murong family's plan."

Chen Ang raised his head in surprise and said in confusion: "I'm not embarrassed by Miss Wang? Don't worry, after searching Langhuan Jade Cave, the Forbidden Martial Arts Hall will no longer disturb Mantuo Villa."

"It's not the reason for the Forbidden Martial Arts Hall." Duan Yu paced back and forth anxiously: "It's Mrs. Wang! Miss Wang had a quarrel with Mrs. Wang because of Mrs. Murong's affairs, and now she has been imprisoned by Mrs. Wang. She hasn't had a tea or a meal for three days. What should I do?"

"I can't control this." Chen Ang said indifferently: "This is someone else's housework. What can I do? Can I still rob the prison? If Miss Wang runs out by herself, that's about the same."

"Run out by yourself." Duan Yu's eyes lit up and he suddenly realized.

He saw Chen Ang copying something word by word, and he said in confusion: "Brother Chen, I see that you have been writing continuously and can write hundreds of thousands of words in one day, but it is an extremely simple truth. Brother Chen, you are a very knowledgeable person. What's the use of writing these?"

"Isn't writings and theories a good idea to make people see?" Chen Ang smiled and said, "Since it is something that makes people see, of course it is better to be simple and straightforward. Why do you make things mysterious? What you see simple and plain things for many people are also things like the books of heaven. I write these things so that everyone in the world can understand them. The knowledge that everyone learns is only worried about not being simple enough, and not afraid of not having any knowledge."

Duan Yu exclaimed: "Brother Chen, I'm so ambitious." He opened the manuscript that Chen Ang placed on the table, but was surprised to see that there were some farming and textile figures in it, and there were also a few catchy songs. When Duan Yu read it, he felt it was smooth and tangled. He frowned and changed to the local accent.

This time, it became smoother. Duan Yu thought quickly. He felt his breath calm down slightly and breathed rhythmically. He was surprised to find that when he recited these songs, the level and tone corresponded to each other, was an extremely simple method of breathing. In connection with the drawings I just saw, it turned out to be the simplest martial arts one by one.

"Brother Chen, is this actually a martial art?" Duan Yu opened the stack of notes in disbelief, which were filled with some simple martial arts principles and techniques.

"You mean this "Hundred-Industry Martial Arts"?" Chen Ang smiled and said, "Farmers farm and women weaving, and they are tired every day. I created the "Hundred-Industry Martial Arts" method of breathing and horse stance, and exercise their bodies through simple work day after day. I hope that everyone in the world will be strong and healthy and not suffer from the pain of illness."

"Brother Chen is kind-hearted and the people of the Song Dynasty have a strong body, which will make the Song Dynasty even more prosperous." Duan Yu said happily.

Chen Ang smiled and agreed: "The way of martial arts can only make people improve themselves."

"Self-improvement" can be said to summarize the essence of martial arts, but what Chen Ang did not say is that when these straightforward martial arts principles are prevalent in the world, how many people will benefit from it. When the farmers and Weaver Girls in the world are all martial artists, how many masters will stand out, which will be a prosperous martial arts era.

Duan Yu is still young and has been staying here for a long time and is a little restless. His face is cramped and embarrassed, as if he has something to ask, but he is embarrassed to ask.

"Is there anything else for Prince Duan?" Chen Ang knew that if he didn't ask, the young man would probably not be able to speak for a long time. Chen Ang was interested in his martial arts, which does not mean that he liked that he would stagger around while he was studying.

"Brother Chen..." Duan Yu said embarrassedly: "Mrs. Wang asked me to ask you, how long do you want to stay in Shenhezhuang?" After saying that, he couldn't help but explain: "Mrs. Wang has no other meaning, just..."

Chen Ang was extremely rude to Mrs. Wang. In front of her, she asked her few right-hand assistants to be Huafei. If Mrs. Wang had not presented the Langhuan Jade Cave in time, there would have been an extra seductive prisoner in the prison. After this intimidation, Mrs. Wang actually dared to stroke the tiger beard of the imperial court, and she was indeed brave and desperate.

"It won't be long!" Chen Ang interrupted him, smiling at Yanbo Lake outside the window, "I'll wait for someone. When he arrives, I will leave, so that she won't have to worry too long."

"Who are Brother Chen waiting for?" Duan Yu asked curiously: "My four uncles are very informative, so you can help find them."

"No need! Just a dead man, and he has come?"

Chen Ang turned his gaze to the distant lake surface. A black shadow that was easily overlooked quickly passed through the water surface. He gently snatched the water on the lake surface. With his body flashing, he appeared on the shore several feet away, only a dozen steps away from Chen Ang.

Before he appeared, his light skills were already prestigious. Although there were light skills such as "Swallow Three Collecting Water" and "Flying on Grass" in the world, this is just a name. Who can truly achieve "Collect Water" and "Flying"? Chen Ang knew that hundreds of years later, the light skills of the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao could "flying" on the grass.

Unexpectedly, today I saw the "Swallow Three Copy Water" who could truly step on the water. I could practice the third-rate light skills to such a magical state. The person who came was not only a master, but also a master of martial arts.

The man in black said in a muffled voice: "I thought Chen Ang, who has been famous all over the world recently and has caused a lot of storms, is a hero. I saw him today, but that's all."

"It's just a false reputation, not worth showing off!" Chen Ang smiled and said, "It's just that the old man was so angry that he came out to join in the fun again?"

The man in black laughed when he heard this, and his voice trembled and the water on the roof fell down. Duan Yu was unstable and staggered for a while, "I won't come out again, I'm afraid that the grave will be removed, and even if I become a ghost, I will climb out. I just don't know why my great career is broken by you?"

"Murrong Bo, you are determined to restore the country and even gave the word "repair" for your child. You have great ambitions, but unfortunately you are too inferior and you always go back and forth in the martial arts world. I can't see any point that can be called a great cause." Chen Ang sighed.

Murong Bo pulled the scarf below, but it was dressed as an old monk. He glanced at Duan Yu indifferently and suddenly grinned, "Hahaha! Brother Chen was joking!" His expression immediately turned close.

Duan Yu was so scared that he took a few steps back, not knowing what medicine this man bought in the gourd.

"Brother Chen also has a great ambitions and it is reasonable to look down on him. But did Brother Chen know that why I have hidden my name over the years?" Murong Bo said with a frank smile.

Chen Ang said calmly: "The old man hid his identity and caused a great storm in the world. Ke Baisui, the head of the Funiu Sect, and Master Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple, all died at your hands. In addition to avoiding the leakage of his identity, the more important reason is to accumulate merit, wealth, and military plans."

"The old man also contacted many parties. In addition to all the heroes of the green forest and major gangs, even the Tubo national teacher Jiumozhi has a tacit understanding with you. I believe that he has contacted a group of idiots and agreed to have an aggression with you."

Murong Bo laughed and said, "That's right, I've been running for half my life. Apart from a batch of money, grain and military funds, I have a lot of connections. As long as I climb up and shout, there will be followers, responding to dozens of rebel troops, allowing the Central Plains to smoke, Liao, Xia, and Tubo to divide the Song Dynasty together, and in a blink of an eye, they can establish great achievements."

Chen Ang shook his head and said, "If you are really sure, how could you waste half your life?"

"That's right!" Murong Bo affirmed: "The territory of Song State is stable and the border is stable. I think my Murong family is weak and has a weak power. How easy is it to rebuild a country? If there is no chance, my half-life planning is just a matter of empty words."

"The only opportunity is the chaos in the Central Plains and the battles are endless." Chen Ang added.

Murong Bo smiled and said, "That's right, I originally hoped for the Liao and Song war, but the Liao people were not enterprising and their military preparations were lax, and they had already lost their intention to fight the Southern Expedition. I also found a way to contact the Ming Cult and instigated them to rebel against the Song Dynasty, but unfortunately they were uprooted by your Excellency."

Chen Ang smiled and looked at him coldly.

"At this time, I noticed that you have ambitions. We join forces to divide the great Song Dynasty with you, and you will establish yourself as a king, divide a country, and pass on wealth and honor to the descendants. Isn't it great to be more successful than to be the Zhao family."

Chen Ang shook his head and smiled, "If you don't understand me, don't speculate on me with your heart."

Murong Bo also sneered: "Why should you hide it? You are deeply trusted by the Emperor of Song. You are leading the troops outside, but you let go of the remnants of the Ming Cult. Your Forbidden Martial Arts Hall has gathered money everywhere, and even cast iron tools privately, mobilized troops and built large-scale construction. You have to reach out to all aspects. Even the world's No. gang, the Beggars' Sect, is secretly controlled by you."

"Are you still a loyal minister and a filial son doing this?"

"You have excellent martial arts skills. When you assassinate the Emperor of Song, the world will inevitably be in chaos. My Murong family built a Yi Banner and sent troops to Shandong to echo you. At the same time, the four countries of Tubo, Xixia, Dali and Dalia emerged together at the same time. It is not difficult for us to divide the Song Dynasty with all six parties."
Chapter completed!